Lazy day

Our first full day in kenya was a lazy day. We slept till 11:30 am to catch up on our lack of sleep the last 2 days. Then Lyndin and Samuel were able to play outside and just enjoy the beautiful 70 degree weather.  After supper we were off to bed early.

Saturday June 17 we left for our first adventure. A week at the beach. We had a crazy car ride to the little airport. It was the first time that I got to see kenya in the daylight. Crazy. Scary. Sad. Dirty. Are the words that come to mind. The cars have the steering wheels on the opposite side and drive on the opposite side of the road. There are no stoplights or stop signs, just round abouts and their horns telling other cars to make room. Speed bumps keep the speed down but also make for a bumpy ride. There are a lot of people walking right along with the cars and they do not move for the cars at all. I dont know how many times I could have reached out of the car and just touch someone. When the roads are full and you have to stop and wait your turn there are people everywhere trying to sell you things. They have some very good entrepreneurs here but unfortunately costs are high and profits are low. It is sad how dirty this place is. Trash is everywhere and people live right among it. They build their houses out of whatever they can, tires, tin, wood, trash.

Arriving at the airport is completely different then home. There is security EVERYWHERE in Africa. No matter where you go you are searched or scanned. In reality they are protecting the people from their own people. There are places that we are not allowed to go that is why we always have drivers. It is indescribable how much security there is. You would think that security detail alone would produce enough jobs, but i just learned that Africa has 38 million people with 1 million more added each year. I guess when you don't have a job you have plenty of time to procreate.

There is minimal security at the airport compared to other places. For instance there are three guarded gates just to get to Jenn' s house. At the airport we basically walk right on to the plane with whatever we had.

We had a one hour flight to Ugunda which would take 8 hours by car. After arriving we were greeted by the driver and started on our way to the villa. Let me tell you...i will never complain about our gravel roads again after traveling these dirt roads. The last turn closest to the villa is almost completely washed out. You would never completely understand how poor this country is without witnessing it yourself.